“Living one day at a time…”

I have had quite a few appointments in the last couple of weeks. I met with my oncologist, and we spoke about the recent MRI. The swelling of the initial lesion in my brain is still stable! As with before, stability is good — excellent! We’ve scheduled another MRI for two months out (mid/late February). With this continued stability, it is unlikely to swell, or continue to swell, more. Though, I am not entirely sure.

I also had a meeting with my neurologist. This was more revealing than the MRI results. As you recall, I wore the ambulatory EEG for 72 hours. All the diodes on my head were connected to a small box I wore around my waist. If any “strange” sensations or feelings arose, I was to press a tiny button on the side of the box. On the EEG reading, this will simply make a note of a specific time, and then, when the neurologist goes over the entire reading, they can go directly to these points and “see” what sort of brain activity was occurring at these specific times.

I pressed the button a total of 33 times over 72 hours. If, for example, I felt slightly dizzy or even disoriented, I pressed the button. I often have these moments when the world seems very distant, or I seem removed from the world. This is very, very difficult to explain. I have tried to articulate it several times. I have taken a step back and am watching the world — an “out of body” experience. This sensation has been so unnerving in the past that I have gone to the emergency room several times.

I was curious how these moments (the “out of body” sensations) would appear on the EEG reading. I was sure that these were some sort of petit mal seizure activity. According to the epilepsy foundation, petit mal seizures, an older term for “absence seizure”, are a type of seizure that causes a sort of lapse in awareness. “Absence seizures usually affect only a person’s awareness of what is happening at that time, with immediate recovery… The person suddenly stops all activity. It may look like he or she is staring off into space or just has a blank look.” This, more or less, sums up the feelings and sensations wherein I am removed from the world, that “out of body” sensation. When I wore the ambulatory EEG (72 hours), I experienced several of these occurrences.

However, nothing on the EEG reading indicated any abnormal brain activity. For 72 hours, everything appeared as it should. Granted, over these 72 hours, there was no reduction of anticonvulsant medication or any other means that, during an inpatient stay for monitoring, a seizure would be provoked. Nonetheless, during these times of “unnerving” sensations (again, the “out of body” experience), nothing out of the ordinary appeared.

This came as a total shock to me. I explained these strange feelings to my neurologist, as I have done in the past, but he again confirmed the results of the ambulatory EEG reading — a reading reviewed by several doctors.

This being the case, he wants to hold off on the inpatient stay for monitoring. “Let’s leave ‘well enough alone,’ Jeremiah.” Again, I pressed him, trying to find answers. I wanted him to pinpoint the reason behind these sensations and explain what was going on within me in plain and simple terms. “… anxiety, most likely, stress, PTSD… a sort of ‘depersonalization'”. This is also the theory of depersonalization that my psychologist holds.

These terms seem so vague. I was expecting to go to my appointment and hear that reading was indicative of these factors; an inpatient stay for monitoring was next in line, and then, after confirmation of particular, definitive activity, brain surgery would follow. My oncologist assured me I didn’t want brain surgery, as does my neurologist. In fact, my neurologist stated rather bluntly that I was to  “leave the brain alone!” I insisted that brain surgery wasn’t frightening or an issue as I’ve already had it once. Due to my lack of any formal medical training, my pleas went unheard.
I understand why. Of course, who wants to tamper with the brain — especially this left frontal lobe area where the former lesion is located? When a neurologist and neurosurgeon insist that surgery isn’t an option or an option they are very reluctant to consider, who am I to offer an argument?

It isn’t so much that I want to be seizure-free, though that would be ideal; it is that I want answers. I want to know why; why this and why that. The seizures are just one thing I can fixate on when the larger question is, “Why did any of this happen in the first place?” I want to know why! Why can’t one of these doctors give me a solid answer with all their (western) medical knowledge and years of experience?

I am learning acceptance. I have come a long way in letting go and embracing the unknown over these years. On certain days, today, for example, I can sit with tea in hand and watch the sun slowly migrate across the wall, and there is this peace here.

American theologian Reinhold Niebuhr wrote a sermon concerning this. Though it is best known for its initial/opening lines, it is the second part that, upon rereading it, really strikes a chord with me.

“Living one day at a time,
Enjoying one moment at a time,
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace…”

I am desperately seeking reasons for this hardship. In doing so, I fear this endless pursuit will overshadow life’s most straightforward, profound, and poetic aspects.

Today, as mentioned, with tea in hand and watching the sun gain its strength each day, I am okay with it — with everything.